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Title: Surprising Friendships and Love
Fandom: Bleach
Chapter: 8
Characters: Shuuhei, Ichigo, Nnoitra, Grimmjow, others
Word Count: 1626
Warnings: nothing yet but sooooooonnnnnnn
AN: Life has been fuck all okay? Let’s just say that. Enjoy though.
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That weekend found Shuuhei and Ichigo out at a local teen club with their friends, celebrating Ichigo’s acceptance into Tokyo University for his nursing degree. He had plans on coming back and acting as a nurse for his father. Shuuhei was going to go the business route, like Aizen, a job waiting for him in the business that he had created.
Grimmjow had nearly walked into a door when he had seen what Ichigo and Orihime had decided to wear, Nnoitra quickly hiding behind a couch. Shuuhei had just smirked at them while Sado hummed in pleasure.
The two had decided to play up on the fact that they looked close to each other and traded some clothes. Orihime had gone for a tube top over a sparkly bra with a short jacket that mostly hid the bra straps than did anything since the sleeves were sheer. The jacket came from Ichigo, along with a pair of black stockings that she wore under the black mini skirt. Her shoes were a simple pair of black platform Mary Janes.
Ichigo had gone for a long skirt again, this time with only a slit up one side, borrowing it from Orihime who had issues wearing it. It was a deep maroon color and went well with the black flowing top that he wore with it. They had piled their hair up high and used very little makeup on their faces. In all, both of them were knockouts and were feeling good with themselves.
Once at the club, the group claimed their seats, Sado deciding to stay with Shuuhei, Grimmjow, and Nnoitra while Mizuiro, Tatsuki, Orihime, and Ichigo all headed for the dance floor. Ordering drinks for them all, the four watched as they danced and enjoyed themselves, letting loose in a way that the three friends had never seen.
Sado just chuckled and paid for the first round of drinks, putting Orihime’s ‘Licky Lizard’, a concoction of lime juice mixed with just a bit of pineapple juice and club soda, and Ichigo’s Cherry Sparkler to the side. “Ichi-chan rarely gets to come out and just enjoy himself,” he rumbled. Grimmjow raised an eyebrow.
“Yeah?” he asked, testing his own Watermelon Sparkler and finding it pleasant.
“Yeah.” Sado shifted in his seat. “Not often that he can just unwind. But when we come here, he has fun,” he continued, shrugging a shoulder with a smile. “He likes to let go.”
“I’ve noticed that it’s not often that he goes out. Unless he’s doing a study thing with you and the others,” Shuuhei drawled. “Hell, the girls go out and have sleepovers more often then he goes out.”
“He used to go out more often,” Sado said, shrugging. “Then he dated someone and they fucked him over…”
“I remember hearing about that. He was dating whats-his=face…Gin. He was a year older wasn’t he?” Nnoitra asked.
“Yep. Hurt Ichi real bad, but he won’t tell us how. But he’s doin’ better now,” Sado said, shrugging one shoulder. Shuuhei hummed and watched the way that Ichigo was dancing, smiling as Orihime leaned close and said something over the music, making him burst into laughter.
“Well, we’ll just have ta make him happy,” he drawled, shrugging as he kept a careful eye on their friends.
Ichigo was the first to come back, flushed and happy with life as he slid into the seat next to Shuuhei. Shuuhei chuckled and slid an arm around his back and pushed his drink close. “Thanks.”
“Not a problem. Havin’ fun?” he asked. Ichigo nodded with a beaming smile, chuckling lowly.
“Oh yeah, so much,” Ichigo replied, slowly stretching his arms over his head with a groan before relaxing with a grunt. “I think though that I don’t want to be out for very long tonight.” He shifted.
Shuuhei raised an eyebrow, watching Nnoitra and Grimmjow head into the back and towards the bathroom. “Why?” he asked, seeing Sado pull Orihime close to dance with her, leaving them alone.
“I saw my ex,” Ichigo admitted after a slight hesitation. Shuuhei frowned and looked around. “I’m not real comfortable being around him. We had a good relationship but…things went sideways closer to his graduation date.”
“Did he do something stupid?” Shuuhei asked, tilting his head, Ichigo shaking his head.
“No. He just broke it off. Without a damn reason.” Ichigo sighed and drained his drink. “I…don’t know. It was just a fucked-up situation all around. I still watch him on social media and found out a few reasons why he did what he did but I’m still not comfortable,” he said, tilting his head up with a blink.
“Alright. We’ll head to our room early tonight,” Shuuhei promised. “Get some food on the way. Watch some bad movies.”
“But I thought you were lookin’ to get laid to,” Ichigo teased, drawing a snicker from his friend.
“Oh I was but that’s fine. I can deal without getting laid. We’re heading to Tokyo in a few weeks. I got time,” he drawled. Crossing his legs, he watched the time, sometimes dancing with someone, mostly Ichigo, finding that he rather liked the fact that Ichigo was letting loose.
Checking his watch and seeing what time it was, Shuuhei put his money down with a smile. “Got ta head out. Ichi wanted to leave early since he saw his ex, so I’m takin’ him back to the hotel room,” he told the group, Sado nodding.
“Saw ‘em headin’ towards the bathroom,” Nnoitra drawled, still looking smug next to his lover. Grimmjow nodded.
“Yeah, said somethin’ about having some of his drink spill on his hand,” Grimmjow said.
“I’ll go get ‘em,” Shuuhei drawled. “Watch our shit.” Sliding out of his chair, he headed towards the bathroom and frowned at hearing Ichigo talking, sounding tense and annoyed. Turning around the corner, he hummed and took in what was going on.
Ichigo had his arms crossed in front of him and hiding just how upset he was. Brown eyes flicked towards him, showing some relief at the fact that he was there as he strolled over. “Gin…I’m not interested. Really.”
“An’ why not?” the man asked. He was just as tall as Ichigo but slimmer. Where Ichigo was lithe, the man was like a reed with silver-lavender hair.
“Maybe because he moved on?” Shuuhei asked, walking around him and sliding his arm around Ichigo’s waist. His hand came to rest low on Ichigo’s hip, the younger of them leaning into him with a blush spreading over his cheeks. “Hey, I thought we were gonna head to the hotel early tonight.”
Ichigo looked up through his lashes and Shuuhei felt a shot of heat at the shy, almost coy, look. “We were. I just had to wash my hand from the Strawberry Lazy. One bad thing about it having strawberry simple syrup is that it’s very sticky.”
Shuuhei smirked. “And you dislike sticky unless it’s…” he trailed off, grunting when Ichigo blushed brighter and slapped him on the stomach. It wasn’t any different then when Shuuhei and his friends got together, and just talked. Ichigo would often walk in when things took a more sexual turn, often blushing and smacking Shuuhei for being such a pervert.
Usually because he said something like what he had just said.
“Yeah, let’s go,” Ichigo said, drawing Shuuhei away, Gin watching with a frown on his lips. Sighing, he groaned and hid his face into Shuuhei’s arm. “I’m going to have to hide my social information now.”
“Don’t you do that anyways?”
“Funny,” Ichigo snorted, shaking his head as they went to grab their things. “We’re heading. Gin cornered me and it just kind of fucked my night over,” he warned them, grabbing his jacket and purse.
Orihime smiled and nodded. “Alright. Me and Sado can take these two to their room,” she promised, Sado nodding. Ichigo smiled.
Shuuhei grabbed his jacket and smirked at his friends, seeing them share a look before waving them off. “Don’t get plastered. Whenever you two do, you fuck really loudly.”
“I do not want to hear you two fuck,” Ichigo groaned, shaking his head and finishing off his drink before waving them off with a smile. “See you tomorrow morning.”
Waving at his friends, Shuuhei drew Ichigo out of the club and towards where he had parked, opening his passenger car door for Ichigo, getting an amused look in return. Walking around to the driver’s side, he slipped in and closed the door behind him. As they pulled away from the club, Ichigo groaned and slumped in the seat, reaching back to pull a coat up front from the back. “Where do you want to eat?” Shuuhei asked.
“There’s that one convenience store that has good food near the hotel room,” Ichigo said, shifting in his seat with a small smile. “I have a craving for some buns.”
Shuuhei chuckled and headed to the store, parking quickly and leading Ichigo into it to pick up things that they wanted. Pork filled buns, the better ramen cups, some onigiri, and various hot foods were all chosen along with drinks that they could heat at the hotel room along with some cold drinks. Ichigo was beaten to paying, Shuuhei smirking at him as he paid for everything.
“I think we got enough food to last us into tomorrow,” Ichigo mused as they walked out of the front with their bagged food.
“Whatever we don’t eat, we’ll just add to the trip food. We do have to drive for a couple of hours,” he teased.
Ichigo groaned. “Yeah, don’t remind me. For living in a small town, there is a lot of driving that needs to be done when it comes to clubs,” he drawled.
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